Page 49 of Too Enchanting

I snapped in rapid succession as her hands disappeared behind her back and lowered the zipper. The dress slid down one shoulder, then the other, before finally slipping down the length of her body and pooling at her feet.

“Hang it up.”

My lens tracked her as she moved to the closet and hung up the dress.

I snapped her tight ass in black satin bikini briefs, then lifted the lens to capture her breasts as she turned. Her bra was the same satin as her panties, and as she positioned herself back against the wall, her hair falling down to cover her face, I noticed the jewel in her belly button.

Fuck.

I shifted, my cock so hard that my pants were suddenly very uncomfortable.

I moved the camera so I could capture all angles, sometimes getting her whole body, while others just focusing on certain body parts. Her legs, those shoes, that fucking diamond in her belly-button. Her soft flesh spilling over the cups of her black bra. Her hair.

“Show me your face,” I demanded, my voice no longer recognizable.

Serena raised her hands, using one to gather her hair and twist it back, as the other hand trailed slowly over her breast, down her taut side, and over her hip.

That’s when I couldn’t play the game any longer.

That’s when I lost it.

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